by Dana Farrell

Created on: July 02, 2008

It's 6:30pm. What am I doing? Am I making dinner? Nope. Have the kids even eaten yet? No, not yet! Am I cleaning up... again? Nope. Am I involved in some creative activity with my children? Um...nope to that one too! All of that can wait for now. What I am doing is exactly what I want to be doing: I am sitting on my rear-end at the computer, taking some ME time! Why, you ask. Why do I need ME time? Well, because I'm a stay-at-home mom, and after spending all day, every day with three children, I deserve to sit and do nothing sometimes if that's what I want to do. While I do enjoy being a stay-at-home mom, some days are more hectic than others! All of you that have the same occupation know exactly what I mean! Today was one of those days!

My morning started early when the alarm went off at 6:45am. I quickly hit snooze once, praying I managed to slap that little, impossible to find button before it woke up two of my three children that were somehow pushing me out of my king size bed. How on earth is it possible for a 4 and 2 year old to take up so much room?! I roll over to my right which puts Nathan's face right in mine- Hello morning breath! I roll over the other way which puts Lylah's teeny feet directly in my face. Morning breath or feet? What a decision! After many failed attempts return to sleep for that precious additional nine minutes between snoozes, I sadly admit there's not going to be any chance to return to my much needed slumber!

I maneuver my way down the center of the bed and head to the bathroom for a quick shower before the kids wake up. Wouldn't you know it as soon I shut the shower door I hear the steady beat of loud annoying buzzes coming again from my alarm clock! So I rush out of the shower to find that impossible to find button that will stop the persistent buzzes that seem to threaten me with waking up the children! I get the buzzing stopped and notice Lylah starting to stir. I quickly duck down and hide from her sleepy eyes- because every mother knows once your child sees you, there's no getting them back to sleep! So, there I am, squatted down at the side of my bed, hair dripping wet, freezing cold, hiding from my two year old daughter! As if on cue, the dog awakes and decides I need a good morning nudge right on my rear end! Whoa cold nose! Well, me falling back onto the ground is an obvious signal to her that I must want to play! And, to add to her confusion, my whispering to stop and get back must mean, "Please, try to kiss me in

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